leyton appreciation week: day 2 ⇒ favourite scene in the comet The boy saw
the comet, and he felt as though his life had meaning. It was more than just a
comet because of what it brought to his life: direction, beauty, meaning. There
were many who couldn’t understand, and sometimes he walked among them. But even in his darkest hours, he knew in his
heart that someday, it would return to him, and his world would be whole again.
And his belief in god and love and art would be reawakened in his heart.
Please more of Steve getting turned on by women holding his shield.
It wasn’t often that Maria
Hill joined them on missions. She was
typically back-of-house, behind-the-scenes, sees-all-knows-all.
Steve knew, objectively, she
earned her position within S.H.I.E.L.D.
She was competent and clever and calculating and had courage in
Steve had never really
seen, first-hand, Maria Hill in combat. She
was brutally efficient, like Natasha.
She didn’t have the same grace as Natasha, but where Natasha had a
dancers grace, Maria Hill had a martial artists.
She also had his
shield. He’d thrown it into an oncoming
Space Pig (how many weaponzied versions
of Earth animals were out there, anyway?) and Maria had grabbed it as it
rebounded, using it to both defend herself from one creature and attack another
(she decapitated it with ease and a sleek, efficient movement that was all
brutal force). She tossed it back his
way with a word of warning, without which Steve was fairly sure he’d have been
hit in the face by his own shield.
”So that’s how it is?”
Came Sam’s voice over his earpiece.
“Don’t you have ‘space
bacon to fry’?” Steve asked.
“Don’t be jealous I have all
the good lines. But seriously. We need to work on your poker face.”
Steve groaned. “It’s not like anything. I need to work on
“Steve.” That was Maria Hil. “Thanks for the shield. And the once-over. It’s nice to know the suit’s still